Cara's Castle

If you ever come to our town On a carousel crusade And you're tired of fighting windmills with a nail Cross the fence and join the dragons Who have never made the grade Cara’s castle and the keepers of a most unholy grail Oh Cara, Queen of the losers, ruler of the weak Give the poet what he chooses till he's too dumb to speak There's a clock upon the mantle But its hands forget the time And the windows turn their backs upon the day And thе people in the shadows Could bе all lost friends of mine Cara’s courtiers need no light need no light to lose their way Oh Cara, Queen of the losers, ruler of the weak Give the poet what he chooses till he's too dumb to speak From the end to the beginning Crippled minds retrace the steps From the burial to the birth they do retreat Wonderin’ where and when and why Their souls were slaughtered while they slept Cara’s courtiers know no victory know no victory just defeat Oh Cara, Queen of the losers, ruler of the weak Give the poet what he chooses till he's too dumb to speak One by one the battered soldiers Go slowly cross the moat One by one they seek new castles somewhere else With their crutches and the cravens And I wonder is there hope Is there hope for Cara’s courtiers and the wars against themselves Oh Cara, Queen of the losers, ruler of the weak Give the poet what he chooses till he's too dumb to speak